Sex things

Jason's life has only been on the up. These last couple days have been the best in his life, including his wedding and the births of his children, if he admits it to himself. On his drive to work he watches for people to change. "Does that man have his wife's thong on?" he asks seeing a young man in a nice suit, wondering if the man had been married before. "Is she having an affair with her boyfriend's giant cocked son?" he asks about a pretty middle aged woman sitting at a café. A young man appears out of nowhere, and she's nuzzling his leg with her foot. She stops when an older man comes to the table with two cups of coffee. "Is she cursed to only wear lingerie, but loves it?" he asks about a college aged girl. Apparently he can create curses now. He wonders if that kind of magic existed before. To avoid changing the world too much he asks, "does the average person now still have the same beliefs about magic as they did a minute ago?" He carries on like this, never getting bored. So many men and women now had vibrators and other various sex toys inserted into them. So many people in this city are now having affairs with family members, doctors, coworkers, employees, etc. Jason has to pause in the parking lot and breathe, reminding himself to slow down once he gets inside.

Walking into work, there's something very different about the atmosphere. It's Thursday, and he shouldn't be the first one here, Henry should be. But the lights are out. Jason flips them on and goes to the break room to put his lunch in the fridge. Further deep in the office he can hear noises coming from the conference room. Jason presses his ear to the door and immediately hears moaning.

"Oh fuck, Old Man, you're fucking great at this. Your wife trained you well," Kaylee says. The only response is a gentle lapping sound.

Jason resists touching himself, listening as hard as he can at the door.

After a bit he hears a muffled "mmph!" and Kaylee says, "you have... beautiful white hair. Just long enough for grabbing. Keep going. You can breathe when I finish." Her sentence is interspersed with grunts, her voice breathy. It's less than a minute before she shouts, "ohhhhh yes!" and there's a thud.

Jason hurries to the break room, waddling a little to make up for the awkward shape down his pant leg. After a couple minutes Henry comes in. He's slick with sweat, and something else shiny around his mouth and in his mustache. "Oh, good morning Jason. Did you catch the game last night?" He doesn't seem embarrassed in the slightest except that Jason knows that no team Henry cares about played yesterday. Henry wets a paper towel and wipes his face with it. He takes a long drink of water.

Jason looks unimpressed. No need to hide anything around here anymore. "You don't look like you're done. Did Kaylee just give you one of the Viagra she keeps in her desk?"

"Okay, you got me. I meant to ask yesterday, but you won't tell my wife, will you?" He takes another long drink, this time inserting a pill.

"Your secret is safe with me. Now go have some fun." He sits down at the table while a kettle starts boiling. The sound of grunting from two parties can be heard shortly after. Kaylee is noticeably louder. Jason thinks she might be doing it for his benefit.

"God, your cock is enormous. It's so hot to have such a sexy man in the office," she shouts.

"Does she mean it?" Jason asks, giving his old friend a gift.

A/N: What would you do to random people on the street if you have this power?